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The Twins Fight!
Hey, Kaoru, do you think...
What?
Will anyone ever be able to tell us apart?
"Let's all play the 'Which One Is Hikaru?' game!"
The guests giggled and clapped at the twins as they walked circles around each other until they finally stopped, holding their hands out together.
"So? Can you tell which one of us is Hikaru?" they asked simultaneously, mirroring each other's actions. "Many ladies have tried to tell us apart, but so far, none have succeeded."
"That's the dumbest game I've ever heard of." Haruhi and Shun happened to be walking past, Shun carrying an overstuffed grocery bag after her return from the convenient store, and it seemed that Haruhi couldn't help but comment. Hearing Haruhi's blunt statement, Shun rolled her eyes. Haruhi, you don't need to put your two cents in everything.
"What? Have you got a problem with it, Haruhi?" The twins turned to face Haruhi, both resting a hand on their hip.
Haruhi stopped walking and turned around. "Not really. I just don't understand why the two of you are so popular."
Shun chuckled slightly at Haruhi's unintentionally mean remark. "Pretty harsh, Haruhi."
Suddenly, thundering footsteps raced towards them, the noise causing Shun to turn around. Noticing it was Tamaki, she held up the plastic bag in her hand. "Hey, senpai, I got the groceries like you asked—" she began, but was interrupted when Tamaki yanked out a laptop and slammed it down on the coffee table.
"Hikaru! Kaoru!" he yelled. "When I gave you control over the club's website, I did so on one condition: that you'd take it seriously!"
The two mentioned both stared at Tamaki, barely reacting at all. "We take our job very seriously, boss," Hikaru said.
"In fact, last night we worked on it 'til dawn," Kaoru added matter-of-factly.
Tamaki swung the laptop around, smacking the keyboard furiously. "Is this what you worked so hard to create?!" On the laptop's screen, there were two pictures. One was a shirtless Haruhi, who was smiling at the camera. The other was Shun, who shirt was also absent, propping a baseball bat on her shoulder as she gazed off into the distance.
Both Haruhi and Shun looked unpleasantly shocked. The bag of groceries slipped out of Shun's grasp as her shoulders drooped. "What the hell..." Then, as if her energy had suddenly returned to her, Shun marched up to Hikaru, grabbing him by the collar. "You idiots! Don't make weird pictures of us!"
Hikaru raised his hands up in surrender mockingly. "We can't help it."
Kaoru, who had grabbed Haruhi by the shoulders, piped in. "Yeah, you're our toys."
Haruhi swiped at Kaoru's hands. "We are not your toys, okay?!"
Gritting her teeth in irritation, Shun bent over to pick up the dropped bag of groceries. "Man, those twins are a real pain..." As she straightened up, she noticed a cloaked figured smiling eerily at her through a crack in the door. Just from looking at him, Shun felt a shudder pass through her body. Ugh, creepy. Turning away, she noticed Hikaru and Kaoru sitting in opposite chairs, each holding his chin in his hand.
"Ugh, I am so bored," Hikaru complained.
"Isn't there anything fun we can do around here?" Kaoru sighed.
Shun growled and marched over to Haruhi, who was observing Tamaki hunched over in the corner. She was about to strike up a conversation with Haruhi until she was stopped by the twins, which only annoyed her more.
"Hey, Haruhi," they called, "we've got a favor to ask you."
"What is it?" Haruhi asked tiredly.
Hikaru started. "The next time we get a day off—"
"—can we come over to your place to hang out?" Kaoru finished.
Before Haruhi could even open her mouth, Shun stomped her foot down. "Absolutely not!"
"Aw, pretty please?" the twins asked.
"No way," Haruhi answered immediately, which Shun affirmed with a quick nod.
"No matter how much we beg you?"
"How many times do we have to say no?" Shun said sharply.
Much to her displeasure, Tamaki decided to join in, holding his hand to his chest as petals flew by him. "I, too, have been thinking that it's about time I pay my respects to our beloved Haruhi's family—!"
"No way in hell, senpai." Haruhi shot down his offer quickly, causing him to reflexively huddle in the corner in self-pity.
Seizing the opportunity, the twins placed caps on their heads and approached Haruhi and Shun. "We can settle this with a game!" they suggested cheerfully. "If you can't pick out which one of us is Hikaru, then your penalty will be the two of us coming over to your house later tonight!"
"Don't even bother," Shun said. The twins halted, staring at her in surprise. "This one's Kaoru," she said as she pointed at Kaoru, "and this one's Hikaru." She then directed her finger to Hikaru.
The twins held out their arms. "Uh-oh, you got it wrong!"
Shun dropped her hand, staring at them firmly. "I'm right. It doesn't matter if you look the same, you're still different."
At this, the twins blinked at her in shock, then glanced at each other, both thinking the same thing. Soon, girls began to approach Shun, all with eyes gleaming in awe.
"How did you do that, Shun?"
"Whenever they wear those hats to cover which way they part their hair, it's practically impossible to try and figure out which twin is Hikaru and which one is Kaoru!"
"How can you tell them apart?"
Shun shrugged her shoulders humbly. "It's not that hard, really. Besides their obviously different personalities, each one has little habits that they do. Like, Kaoru taps his fingers on things when he's bored, and Hikaru's always licking his lips because they're chapped all of the time." Her face lit up with remembrance, and she dug through the plastic bag in her arms. "Speaking of," she said as she pulled a small box of chapstick from the bag, "I forgot to give this to you." She reached her open hand out towards Hikaru, who took the box from her quietly.
Kaoru hid his mouth behind his hand as he began chuckling. "Sorry, Hikaru, I don't mean to laugh," he attempted to apologize, only breaking out into more laughter.
Hikaru lifted his chin up indignantly. "Well, I don't see what's so funny. At least I don't annoy everyone in the room with that incessant tapping of yours."
At Hikaru's snide remark, Kaoru immediately stopped laughing. "Don't turn this on me, Hikaru. After all, I'm the one who's always going along with all of your selfish games."
"I may suggest them, but you're the one who really gets into them, Kaoru," Hikaru retorted, his eyes cold. "If you hate it so much, then why don't you just stop?"
Kaoru didn't miss a beat with his reply. "Because I'd hate to see you make an ass of yourself in front of everyone. It was your idea to call Shun and Haruhi our toys, but I noticed you were quick to make a pass at Shun." The room became eerily silent. "Admit it, Hikaru. You're actually in love with Shun, aren't you?"
Hikaru gasped, a blush painted on his cheeks as he panicked and turned to Shun, who was wearing a dumbfounded expression. Quickly, Hikaru attempted to make a comeback. "You've got it all wrong, Kaoru! Man, you're such an idiot! Why would I fall for her, I mean, she looks like a wild dog!"
Normally, Shun would have yelled at Hikaru for insulting her, but she wasn't listening anymore. She was too flabbergasted to notice. Fortunately, she was snapped out of her state as rumbling reverberated around the room, a spinning pedestal appearing from the floor. Renge was perched on top, clasping her hands together and holding them to her chest.
"Our beloved Shun is in the middle of a beautiful—yet poignant—three-sided romantic relationship! And to make it even more exciting, both of Shun's admirers are twins torn apart by love!" Renge threw her arm out gracefully, her eyes sparkling. "Just the thought of it could make me eat three bowls of rice!"
"Butt out, otaku," the twins retorted rudely.
"You guys are meanies, you shouldn't say something like that to your manager!" Renge cried.
Haruhi approached Renge with a perplexed face. "I'm confused, I thought that you had decided to go back home to France, Renge."
Renge turned to Haruhi with a bright smile. "Well, I was going to start up a host club of my own, but I don't think France is ready for a host club yet."
Their brief conversation was soon stopped, and everyone turned to watch as the twins began shouting at each other.
"Cut it out already! You're the one who's always crawling into my bed, talk about annoying!" Hikaru yelled.
Kaoru shouted back. "I only do that 'cause you look lonely! I wouldn't choose to sleep in your bed, you idiot!"
"Who are you calling an idiot? You're the one who sucks at math!"
"Oh, yeah? Well, you're failing your foreign language class, you big dummy!"
"The way you grind your teeth is deafening!"
"At least I don't toss and turn so much that I fall out of bed!"
"Sex pixie!"
"Sicko!"
"YOUR MAMA WEARS TOO MUCH MAKEUP! THAT'S IT, WE'RE OVER!"
The next morning...
The morning bell rung cheerfully, signaling the start of class. Shun took her seat in front of Haruhi, covering her mouth as she yawned widely.
"Hey, Shun," a familiar voice called. Shun glanced tiredly in the direction of the sound, and she burst out laughing at the sight before her. Hikaru's hair was now dyed a brilliant flamingo pink. Shun had never seen something so ridiculous in her entire life.
"Hikaru, what in the world happened to your hair? Why is it dyed pink?" Haruhi asked.
Hikaru smiled and placed his hand on his hip. "'Cause pink suits me. Don't you think it's cute?"
"It's the cutest, Hikaru!" Shun managed to say in between giggles.
"From now on, I'm the pink-haired twin," Hikaru informed the both of them proudly. "I didn't want to be mistaken for that Kaoru for the rest of my life, y'know?"
As Shun was attempting to contain her laughs, Kaoru walked into the room, his hair sporting a bright blue color. Once Shun laid eyes on him, her efforts to stop laughing were fruitless, and she erupted into hysterics.
"Good morning, Haruhi," Kaoru greeted. Hikaru's smile morphed into a miffed expression as Kaoru came over and stood next to him.
Haruhi looked back and forth between the two. "So, Kaoru's the blue twin?"
"I guess so," Shun surmised, still wheezing as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"I was finally able to sleep all by myself last night," Kaoru announced, "but I ended up having a nightmare. I dreamt that my stylist had dyed my hair pink!"
Shun could see Hikaru's eyebrow twitch at Kaoru's comment, and she immediately stopped chuckling, dread replacing the space in her lungs.
Despite Hikaru's obvious annoyance, Kaoru continued. "It was so garish and ridiculous-looking that I woke up screaming!" He laughed and moved to sit down, only to fall onto the ground, his chair having been kicked out from under him by Hikaru. In response, Kaoru grabbed the leg of Hikaru's chair and tilted it, causing Hikaru to hit his head into the wall. It wasn't long before they both armed themselves with chairs and tables, immediately beginning to throw random objects at each other.
Sighing in exasperation, Shun leaned her head on her hand. Here we go.
The beginning of lunch...
Shun trudged into the cafeteria, her lunch clutched in one hand, while the other was shoved into her left pocket. Slumping into the seat next to Haruhi, Shun let her head fall onto the table with a groan.
Haruhi placed her hand on Shun's shoulder. "Are you alright?"
Lifting herself off of the cool surface, Shun rubbed her eyes. "Yeah, I'm just really tired. I had to clean up everything that the twins threw at each other. Their fighting is driving me nuts." Shun tightened her hands into fists. "I swear, when I see them again, I'm going to punch the both of them."
Unfortunately for Shun, the two people she was referring to just happened to be in the lunchroom as well.
"I'll have the A lunch." The familiar voices caused a vein to bulge on Shun's forehead.
"No, give me the B pasta and the D salad!" The twins, even during a fight, were still perfectly in sync. "I'll take the F capellini with the barbarie duck—hold on, make that a foie gras poêlé in périgueux sauce!" Finally, the twins snapped, growling at each other. "Stop copying me! Why don't you just leave me alone?"
Adding to the terrible headache throbbing in Shun's head, the other hosts entered the lunch room.
"I was wondering what all the fuss was about," Tamaki said as he made his way over to Haruhi, followed by the rest of the host club. "I can't believe the two of you are still fighting. You're a disgrace to the host club."
As the sound of a screeching chair rattled her brain, Shun grabbed at her temple in frustration, her throat emitting a low groan as her headache worsened.
Hikaru's hand was on top of the chair. "Shun, you mind if I sit here with you?" he asked. When she didn't respond, he took it as an open invitation and plopped down next to her. "So, what's that?" He gestured to her lunchbox. "What'd you bring for lunch?"
"Just some leftovers from yesterday, why?" Shun asked, her irritation beginning to simmer.
"You wanna switch with me? I had to order something different from Kaoru, so I ended up with stuff I don't really like. Besides, you look like you would enjoy something good to eat." Without waiting for an answer, Hikaru took Shun's lunch, pushing his tray in front of her.
There was nothing wrong with that packed lunch, she thought bitterly to herself, but decided against saying it out loud. The last thing she wanted to do was ignite another fight. Taking a gander at the food in front of her, she almost had to squint due to how beautiful it looked. Shun scooped up a hefty spoonful and popped it into her mouth.
Hikaru watched with an amused expression as Shun's eyes widened in amazement. She quickly took another spoonful, then another, then another, until every plate on the tray was scraped clean. Shun could feel her anger smolder and die out, her headache fading away.
"So, Shun, is that any good?" Shun turned to Kaoru wordlessly as he plopped down in front of her, her spoon still in her mouth and her eyes continuing to sparkle. "How would you like to taste mine?" he offered. Gently holding her chin, he angled the spoon to her mouth.
Hikaru swooped in before it could reach her lips. "Quit butting in," he mumbled around the spoon in his mouth. "Get lost, Kaoru."
Lifting his plate slightly, Kaoru tossed a bowl of chowder in Hikaru's direction, only for it to smack into Tamaki—whom Hikaru had yanked in front of himself at the last second. Soon, they began hurling any object they could reach at each other, thus causing Shun's headache to return. Standing up slowly so as to avoid the crossfire, she grabbed her lunchbox, gestured for Haruhi to follow her, and headed towards the direction of the club room. "Come on, Haruhi. Let's go to the club room instead."
Shun laid down on the embroidered couch while Haruhi sat on the chair across from her, her small lunchbox balanced on her lap as she ate.
"The twins' fighting is getting out of hand," Haruhi said between chews.
Shun nodded in agreement and massaged her forehead again. "They better make up soon," she groaned. "I'm not sure I can handle them anymore."